I’ve been slacking. And then I read this:

If you want to be a copywriter – or just a writer – I think the best preparation is just to write. Every day. As much as you can. I write a lot as a digital marketer, but certainly not the same kind of writing I do as a copywriter or a personal essayist. And the writing I want to do as a storyteller requires practice. So I try to write that way every day. And I recommend that to anyone who wants to follow the same career path. It requires practice and it requires diligence and, if you want to make it a business, it requires commitment. So, the best way to prepare for a career in this field is to commit yourself right now. Write even if no one is paying you yet. Write even if no one is yet reading. They will.

-Interview with Jenna Britton on The EveryGirl

Technically, I already am a copywriter. But, my work writing is very focused on one thing and one style. I think it would behoove me to continue exercising my skills with other styles of writing. Part of that will be through this blog.

So get ready. There will be more baking posts, more craft posts, and more home decor posts, along with a few shared stories of my successes and failures navigating this new city I live in.

Because yeah, I moved across the country. Back in the heart of it all now.

You know you love baking TOO much when…

This conversation happens on Facebook chat:

Friend: just pulled oatmeal chocolate chip cookies from the oven 🙂
Me: whaaaaaaat
are they coming to work? damn you! I’m making muffins for the client meeting!
you can’t upstage my muffins!
Yes, I was genuinely concerned that he was going to “upstage my muffins.”
What does that even mean? Who worries about their baked goods being upstaged???
I hope someone else reading this does…

as things come to an end

I started packing boxes today.  It’s strange to think that in a little over a month, my college career will be over and I’ll be moving out of this apartment that I’ve lived in for the past two years.  I don’t want to sit here and type cliche things like, “it feels like yesterday that I was moving into Gallagher Hall at the beginning of Freshman year” and “time has flown by,” but those statements ARE true.  Everyone tells you to enjoy it, that it’ll be over before you know it, but you don’t believe that.  And then it is over before you know it.

Not every memory has been happy, but the overall experience has been amazing.  Every now and then I wondered, “What would my life be like if I’d gone to a different college?  If I’d stayed in Cleveland closer to all my friends from home?”  But I don’t regret my decision and I would make the same choice if I went back in time and got to choose again.

Side note: A song just came on my iTunes called “Rockin’ that shit.”  How do these things end up in my music library?

Anyway…dang it, I’ve completely lost my train of thought due to this ridiculous song playing.  Sample lyric:  Oooh she’s rockin’ that shit like (oooh oooh uh uh).  That’s pretty much all there is to it.

The point is, it’s been a great four years and I’m excited/terrified to see what happens next.

Side note #2: Just to show you how random my iTunes is, the next song that came up in shuffle was George Strait, All My Exes Live in Texas.

Unexpected directions

Today threw me for a loop. I’m not going to go into specifics, suffice to say I was not expecting how today turned out. But, I like to consider myself an adventurous person, willing to try new things. So I think, when life gives you an unexpected direction you have to take it. Just to see where you will end up. I think I would regret not taking this opportunity.

light at the end of the tunnel?

I haven’t posted to this blog in two months, but reading the last post I did write, I see that not much has changed in my life in those two months.  Ha.

That post was written in a time of stress right before midterms, and here I am, now facing the larger stress of finals.  It has been a rough semester; I took on far more than I should have for my sanity.  I expect to make it out alive, but this is one semester I don’t think I’d want to repeat.  Still, as I mentioned in my last post, a lot of great things have happened to me in the past several months.  I am very grateful to have the friends and the support system that I have…without it I think this past semester would have been much more dismal.

There’s still two more weeks, though…so maybe I shouldn’t relax, yet!

(As if I even know how to relax anymore).